It can be a strange world when you need PCAs. There is a lot of depending on people, their schedules and the stress of everyday things coming up that will without a doubt affect your life. Whether it’s their tire reading low, forgetting to set their alarm because they went on a bender the night […]
Entries by Tiffiny Carlson
A lot of things have been getting elevated lately. From restaurant fare to where people go on vacation, there is a trend out there that’s all about making things better than they have been; “becoming elevated” as they like to say, and I’m happy to report that it has finally hit the wheelchair spoke art […]
It all started with Tom. He was the recreation therapist at the rehabilitation facility I was living at. He was also a complete C5-6 quadriplegic and roughly 20 years older than me. I was 19 when I knew him, which put him around 39 years old, and despite nearing 40, Tom by far was the […]
“But but…what about the chopping part?” I asked my OT nervously as I sat in the rehab kitchen while an inpatient at rehab 18 years ago. She didn’t have a ton of options to give me back then, except to use a quad cuff (a sturdy piece of plastic that Velcros to the hand) to […]
Humans are naturally afraid of change. We’re afraid of trying something new and we’re afraid of encountering new things…most of us are anyways, and this is especially true for all of us living with paralysis. There are so many things that we cannot do that we become rigid in our ways. It’s like a big […]
The world can be a big scary place, and when you’re on four wheels it can be even scarier. People may treat us nicer because of our disabilities, but that doesn’t mean we don’t need to give ourselves a little TLC every now and then.
It’s inevitable. Nearly everyone is going to be curious why you use a wheelchair. “Was it something you were born with?” “Did you have an accident?” And the juiciest, most ballsy-ist follow-up question of all, “How did your accident happen?” I just hate it when strangers ask this. Only friends are allowed to ask this […]
When I was first injured there was no Internet. Let me explain what that meant exactly. For any direction post-injury, whether it was how I was going to live on my own or go to college, or even if I was going to date again, it was all learned in-person.
When you’re taught how to manage your PCAs, one of the first things they always tell you in rehab is never make a PCA friend. You always wants to keep the relationship between you and your caregiver professional in case things get dicey. It makes sense; I get it.
I think it’s fair to assume that before the Industrial Revolution, life for people with disabilities was significantly more difficult. There were no motors, and definitely no electricity to power the wheeled chairs that have been made for “cripples” prior to this golden age. To say it was a hard life was a definite understatement.